[Thanatos splutters for a moment, visibly caught out by the audacity of Hypnos' question.]

I am not acting weird. [He is not. Absolutely not. He frowns and looks away while he gathers himself because he can't simply eject himself from this conversation as he'd so very much like to.

(And isn't that silly, because he came here and he didn't have to.)]

And you want my help. [Okay so... he's a little flattered, but he also knows that his brother would be entirely uncomfortable dressing in the way that he himself does. Still...]

Fine. I assume you don't want to give the impression you're ready to take a nap at any given moment.